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Post by Damien Kross, Jester on Mar 12, 2009 13:35:32 GMT -5
What was the least expected thing for me to do in this situation- throw a kick of course. Hapkido, the style I had been employing all fight long is a legless style, using only arms and hands to undo foes.
With Sara charging in for a right hand, I would launch myself at her sideways, sending a kick straight for the underside of her chin- a real version of Sweet Chin Music. The range would be a huge factor in this hopefully being the final attack of the fight- maybe then, this day could continue normally.
However, with a foe like Sara, I had no clue when the end would come. She got up after being thrown into a wall of lockers... This girl was a tough cookie...
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Post by Sara Quinn on Mar 12, 2009 14:02:03 GMT -5
As Sara ran at him, he once again quickly moved out of the way. She knew immediatly she was screwed. She just couldn't catch him, it was ridiculous. The only thing she could do was brace herself as sent a kick towards her face.
She landed on her back, her hands grabbing her chin in pain. That was it, she was done. No more. This guy was fucking psycotic. Her breath hissed through her teeth as she muttered at him and cursed him to high hell.
She rolled onto her side, pulling her legs up to protect her stomach in case he wasn't done as her hands rubbed at her throbbing chin. Her body had finally passed the point of being more bruised then her ego. He had won. Her eyes glared up at him as she waited to see whether he was done now.
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Post by Damien Kross, Jester on Mar 12, 2009 14:11:20 GMT -5
The kick hit home and she fell- fell into a sniveling ball of shame. Perfect. But, knowing this girl, she might not have been done... She had fooled me before... but who knew...?
"Are you done NOW?" I asked her, emphasizing 'now.' My glare was strong, showing that if she did indeed want more, I would deliver. "If not, I will gladly pummel you into the lockers. Or perhaps another shot to the chin would better... Break a few of those pretty teeth of yours."
Holy shit Damien, you're talking like.. like me.
What of it?
Nuthin. I like it.
"You're a pretty girl. I'd hate to have to change that." I warned her with a wicked smile, tapping my foot as though I were itching to throw another kick.
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Post by Sara Quinn on Mar 12, 2009 14:22:16 GMT -5
"Are you done NOW?"
She glared up at him, pushing herself onto one elbow. Shit... Couldn't he just back off? Couldn't he see how hard this was on her? Her admitting that she had lost, telling him she either gave or was done... It just wasn't going to happen. Couldn't he see that? She wouldn't admit it. If he walked away, he won. If he continued to press for it, she would continue to fight it. In a way, she wanted to just say it and get it over with, but she couldn't... It was like her brain didn't know how to formulate those words together on her lips.
"You're a pretty girl. I'd hate to have to change that."
"Fuck you..." It was out before she could stop herself. It had been quiet though, and there was a possibility he might not have heard it... Right..?
She watched his foot tapping, her eyes following it. Shit... She didn't know what to do. She was done fighting, she was giving up, why couldn't she just say it?! Dammit! She didn't want him to break her 'pretty teeth'! ~ODD is a tough thing to deal with~
Her eyes moved back to his face. "What do you want?"
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Post by Damien Kross, Jester on Mar 12, 2009 14:28:00 GMT -5
I knelt beside her, keeping my knees together so she couldn't go for another cheap shot. I kept my eyes locked on hers as my hands rested on my knees.
"You have two choices." I said with a sigh, giving her a dissatisfied smirk. "You can admit you're defeated, follow me to detention, and sit in your seat like a good little girl." I paused. "Or, you can stand up, get kicked to the ground again, and pick choice A." I made it very clear that there was no way out... She WOULD be coming with me to detention.
It all depended on how long she intended on making this difficult. I didn't really care... I had all day...
You're having fun, aren't you?
Lots of it Jester. Lots.
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Post by Sara Quinn on Mar 12, 2009 14:54:07 GMT -5
Sara watched him as he knelt next to her. The shot of trying for another shot at his balls crossed her mind, but unfortunatly, he kept his knees together. She didn't like he was so close to her though, and she pushed herself back, putting a small amount of extra distance between them. Her body protested at the movement. Now that she had finally given up on thoughts of fighting, her body was starting to shut down, the aches and pains coming full force.
She listened to her option, unable to keep a smirk off her face. Guy thought he was funny eh? He thought she was going to go to detention? HA! Right. They had detention in these schools? She didn't think she had ever seen a kid be given detention.
But the question was... Should she agree to it. Agreeing to follow him to detention wasn't the same thing as admitting defeat... It was more... Admitting she saw no way out of it and was choosing the less stressful course of action. Nope. Not defeat. But DAMN. She didn't want to do what he wanted. And no, she didn't want damn detention.
She sprawled on her back, a wicked smile coming to her face. Time for a change in tactics! Her eyes met his. "That friggin' sucks. Lame. And how long will I be in detention if I go with you?" Nothing about admitting defeat~See? Not so bad...~
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Post by Damien Kross, Jester on Mar 12, 2009 15:02:29 GMT -5
Clever.
"You'll be in detention as long as I see fit... But, you seem to have forgotten something." I paused. "Who won this fight?" I asked, knowing it would piss her off to no extent... But... I enjoyed this. I very much enjoyed breaking this girl down... To see someone so high and mighty at your feet, submitting.
The time of the detention was even unknown to me... I would most likely keep her there with me until I grew bored... And I got bored quickly... So, for now, an answer from her was all I needed.
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Post by Sara Quinn on Mar 12, 2009 18:26:35 GMT -5
That wasn't an answer. That wasn't fair! How long did he see fit?! Couldn't he just give her an answer? She pouted up at him. Dammit, she didn't want to go to detention. Who the hell gave out detentions? This guy... one day she would pay him back for this.
"Who won this fight?"
She froze, her face hardening, replacing again with anger. How dare he? He was enjoying this, she knew it. He did know how hard it was for her, he was just playing mind games with her.
She didn't know what to do... She guess she should just buck up and admit it, but it was made even harder when she realized that he was pushing it solely to piss her off. But he was really close right now, and she would be able to get away or dodge any attack if she pissed him off. She stared up at the ceiling, her stomach rolling at the idea of what she was about to do.
She licked her lips, trying to draw a breath to steady herself. "You..." And then the anger flared again in her, as strong as the first time, and she pushed herself onto her elbows and spit at him.
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Post by Damien Kross, Jester on Mar 12, 2009 19:50:31 GMT -5
Finally, after so long of resisting, she admitted it. I was the victor. But of course, she would give a parting gift- a small globule of spit hitting my cheek. With a small grin, I would wipe it off with my finger, rub it off on her clothes, and give her an amused, yet almost sadistic stare.
"You're tempting me to make your detention be something most unfavorable..." I said, leaving it to her imagination as to what I meant by that.
OoOo, I thought of the best detention.
Hm?
Leave her alone with me for a few hours with a video camera, a collar, and a chain.
Dude, what the fuck? That's a little much, even for you...
Is it Damien? Is it?
Humph... Guess not actually...
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Post by Sara Quinn on Mar 12, 2009 20:47:30 GMT -5
Sara was kind of shocked at herself for spitting at him and immediately flinched, thinking he would strike her. But he didn't. He wiped the spit on her clothes. She looked at his face. He looked amused. Not the good amused either. The mad kind of amused.
"You're tempting me to make your detention be something most unfavorable..."
HA, like she could take a beating worse then she already had. Weren't these school known for their use of corporeal punishment? The only thing that could be worse was having to admit that he had won again. Maybe he was going to make her write lines or something...
I lost the fight... He won... I lost the fight... He won... I lost the fight... He won...
She was done playing this game, he was either going to take her to detention or let her go. She rolled away from him, gently pushing herself up. She gasped in pain trying to get to her feet, and had to use the lockers to support herself. By the time she got to her feet, her vision was blurry and she was out of breath, her whole body shaking and throbbing in pain. She leaned against them, her arm gently placed across her torso.
"Fuck you." Her tone was sarcastic and bored, like she didn't take his threat seriously. If nothing else had gotten him pissed, she wondered if that would.
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Post by Damien Kross, Jester on Mar 14, 2009 15:02:47 GMT -5
It was hilarious to see her try and stand again... I had knocked her down so many times, and again, she struggled to get up... at least this time, it wasn't to attack... That would be plain dumb...
"Fuck you..."
"If you keep on like this, I might just let you." I said with a wink and an amused scowl.
Damien, just end this shit already.
Jester was right... It was time for the coup de gras. With as much sudden speed as I could muster, I would take a step forward and slam my fist into her stomach, my aim being to knock the air out of her.
She would be so much easier to take to detention if she was unconscious...
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Post by Sara Quinn on Mar 14, 2009 15:11:51 GMT -5
"If you keep on like this, I might just let you."
Sara blinked, a little thrown off by his comment. Of all the things she had expected that hadn't been... Ok, never mind, it wasn't that unexpected, he was a psycho after all.
She leaned harder against the lockers. This really wasn't good. She needed to stand on her own, without the aid of the wall behind her. Leaning against them only showed how badly she was hurt. Her eyes closed as she took a shaky breath, about to push away from them when her stomach was slammed by something very hard. It was made worse by the fact that she was pushed against the locker from the force.
And then everything went dark. She felt her body slump, but couldn't do anything about it. Her body wasn't responding. Her mind tried to focus. Oh shit... Please no... And then there was nothing, no thought, no more pain, just... nothing. She had been knocked out.
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